Although in fact the alchemists of Elfendor also used projection crystals at the right time to give a close-up of the two contestants on the field, for most viewers, such a professional competition was just a show of excitement.

Many people came here simply for the gimmick of Her Royal Highness the Princess of Silver Vislan and Virus, the 'non-smiling goddess'. As for alchemy and the like, they didn't understand it at all.

So there was a bit of silence in the arena for a while, except for the tinkling sounds made by the two contestants.

Although for selectors, the craftsman system is the mainstream, the Continental League has its own special regulations, which stipulate that craftsmen can only use some traditional methods when making some basic materials. This is still the case for selectors in recent years.

The product of the player's deviation, the Continental League was the real 'hard-core' competition at the very beginning, and the use of the magic furnace and craftsman system was absolutely not allowed.

Some old spectators of the mainland leagues talk about the events of that era and regard the current rule changes as heresy and the result of 'disrespecting the indigenous' craftsmen. However, the tide of history is vast and does not depend on some individuals.

Opinions change.

Even the craftsmen's associations of various countries did not express anything about this, and the so-called opinions of the audience were even less important.

After all, it is a mainstream fact that the Chosen are gradually getting deeper into every aspect of Aitaria.

However, there was not much difference between the players on both sides at the beginning. It was just that Cui Yu on Ragnarok's side was obviously much worse than the elite player named evan in all aspects of basic skills. evan took about one minute.

The left and right arranged all the preparations one by one, and Cui Yu took almost three minutes. This is naturally an advantage, and time spent in the game will also be counted.

After the preparations were completed, there were obvious differences in the production styles of the two parties.

In the live broadcast room, Wandering Ma was the first to discover this.

To put it simply, it is cumbersome and concise

Evan's production style is obviously one of smooth flow. Onlookers can clearly feel that this kind of basic plug-in has been made countless times by the other party, and every link is mastered, including carving, refining, production and assembly, all in one go.

Even in the eyes of ordinary viewers, it feels like they are fascinated.

And without comparison, there is no harm. Compared with evan's pleasing to the eye, the other side can be said to be a bit unbearable to look at.

To put it mildly, Cui Yu’s current production process is cumbersome.

The worse thing to listen to is that it is simply slow.

And under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes in the square, it was really not slow at all, it was really shockingly slow. It was clear that a process that could be completed by evan on the side with just a few movements, but Cui Yu had to prepare a long process.

There was a pile of inexplicable preparation work, and then like a dying old man, he carefully and slowly completed it.

That action didn't look like he was making a magical device, but more like he was completing a ridiculous ritual.

Soon evan took the lead in completing the work.

The staff gave the time, six minutes and twenty-one seconds. At this time, Cui Yu had not completed half of the process. People might be a little patient at first, but after a while, there were inevitably some boos in the square.

Sound.

Off the court, Mulan and Hummus couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and subconsciously clenched their fists.

However, Soul Fingerprint turned around and saw Fang Yu's expression as usual, obviously very confident in Cui Yu.

His confidence was naturally not without reason, but Cui Yu's every step was in his eyes. He was slow, just because he was unskilled, but it was harmless and he didn't make any big mistakes.

The Alchemist's competition is ultimately judged by his works. Speed ​​and enjoyment are always just side effects.

It was at this time that Cui Yu finally put down the plug-in in his hand. However, he still did not indicate that the work was completed and asked the staff to come up to inspect it. He took a step back and raised his right hand wearing an alchemy glove.

Without saying a word, he first silently felt the ether flowing in his magic furnace, and then made a gentle stroke.

At that moment, only a light golden light was seen, fleeting on the production table.

And most people don't see this detail.

Only in the box, the elderly Speaker of Elfendo suddenly knocked over his chair and stood up from his seat inexplicably, his previously confused expression gone.

He put his hands on the table and looked at the scene on the field with intense eyes.

Not far away, Falaise also jumped up from his seat.

"Ancient Alchemy!"
Chapter completed!